Sword of Coming

The eleventh punch, extremely fast.

The real power of the god's drum-beating fist is that as long as the body and soul of the person punching can withstand the intense pain caused by the flow of energy in the body, and successfully deliver a new punch, then Being able to accumulate punches and shake mountains and demolish cities is no mere dream!

Chen Pingan punched the "Linglong" mountain, which was as big as a house, back several feet.

Without saying anything, he stamped his feet and punched upward.

The old man with the high crown looked a little more solemn, and no longer had any intention of teasing. He silently recited the magic formula, put his fingers together and drew four times around the crown of the Five Sacred Mountains.

Even if it consumes a lot of spiritual energy, the Five Sacred Crown on his head will temporarily lose its magical power. He is determined to kill this obstructive young man in one go.

As a Shanze cultivator who asked for nothing and had no backer to rely on, this was Gaoguan Old Man's only magic weapon. It was obtained in a secret realm. In order to monopolize this thing, when the spoils were divided, he went on a rampage and killed people. Brothers who lived together through life and death. When the latter died, he begged him to take good care of his children and ensure that they enjoyed a hundred years of glory in the world. The old man nodded in agreement, but turned around and used some small tricks to quietly move over a hundred people into a mansion. Cut them all off.

Originally hunted for thousands of miles by the young golden elixir of Taiping Mountain, this priceless Five Mountains crown is still well preserved and not seriously damaged. After a hundred years of repairs, it has returned to its peak condition. Unfortunately, the old man has looked through countless classics and still cannot find it. Based on the true shape of the Five Mountains painted on the crown of the Five Mountains, the old man could only exert half of the effectiveness of the magic weapon. It was a great pity. Otherwise, when we met that little bastard from Taiping Mountain on a narrow road, who was chasing and killing whom and who was still fighting? explain.

The two mountains were stacked one above the other, falling as fast as thunder.

Chen Ping'an's thirteenth punch, which he struck swiftly and fiercely, only hit the Dongyue Mountain below by more than ten feet.

Soon another mountain came down.

Is it the weight of the mountain that gives him the advantage, or is it his boxing skills that make him more invincible?

The crown of the Five Mountains on the old man's head has faded, and there is no longer the melodious sound of cranes and pines.

Chen Ping'an's energy and blood are surging, and there are no signs of exhaustion yet. However, Chen Ping'an doesn't want to be trapped by these three mountains. God knows what secret mountain skills Gaoguan Old Man has. Taking advantage of the god's drum-beating fist, he can temporarily break the connection. , so he prepared to evacuate the school martial arts field, move the battlefield, and then quickly deliver the fourteenth punch.

But Chen Ping'an, who had prepared the Fang Cun Talisman early, was surprised to find that in the shadow of the mountain top, as if he was in a so-called "lawless place" on the mainland, the Fang Cun Talisman, which had achieved miraculous achievements in several battles, was missing. reaction.

As a last resort, the two flying swords on the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month in the sword gourd spread out, one to the left and the other to the right, and flew high into the sea of ​​clouds.

Chen Ping'an had no choice but to throw out a new punch, causing the mountain's falling momentum to stagnate slightly, and then rushed forward, trying to leave the place shrouded in the shadow of the mountain.

The old man with a high crown laughed loudly, "Want to run?!"

Pressing down with a palm, the fourth mountain fell down.

The four mountains overlapped and rumbled against Chen Pingan's head. Moreover, the school martial arts field at the "foot of the mountain" was suppressed by the majestic spiritual energy, making Chen Pingan's forward movement slower.

The young man in golden robe with amazing boxing skills was finally successfully suppressed by Shan Yue.

After succeeding, the old man Gaoguan was slightly surprised, "When did a pure martial artist be able to use his flying sword?"

Mountains are often accompanied by flowing water.

The old man felt two flying swords coming through the air, and "plucked" two rivers from the crown of the Five Mountains. After manifesting, they finally became as slender as a woman's waist, one was turbid and yellow, and the other was green and clear, surrounding the old man's futon. , rolling forward, blocking the fierce attacks of the two flying swords again and again, splashing water, and the weight of the river continued to decrease.

Old Man Gao Guan paid more attention to the school martial arts field.

At this moment, the sea of ​​clouds was no more than twenty feet away from the ground.

The futon the old man was sitting on almost touched the top of the fourth mountain, and his field of vision was blocked. The old man with a high crown stretched out a finger, tapped it between his eyebrows, and said silently. In his eyes, it was pitch black at first, and then it was like night. The clouds and mists dissipated, revealing the true face of the bright moon, and the sky and earth were clear. The old man with a high crown successfully looked through the four superimposed mountains and saw the figure of the young man in gold robe.

What a good guy, like a loach, you still want to slip away!

The young man first lowered his head and bent down, carrying the mountains on his shoulders, and ran forward. As the four mountains sank, the young man then simply rushed forward, supporting the mountains with his back. The golden robe on his body showed his The result that surprised the old man helped the young man win a critical moment, allowing him to roll when the mountain was only four feet away from the school martial arts ground, and barely escaped being crushed into a pulp by the mountain.

The old man Gao Guan sneered in his heart. The higher the Tao is, the higher the demon is. Just wait for the moment when you mistakenly think you have escaped.

The fifth mountain that has been gaining momentum is the Zhongyue Mountain, which has the most respected status. The steepness of the mountain can be vaguely seen.

The young man was able to withstand four mountains, which was beyond the expectations of the old man Gaoguan. He thought that three mountains stacked up could crush this little guy to death.

That kind of boxing technique that seems to have no end to its increasing power is really weird!

If the young man can leave behind boxing secrets after his death, it may not be inferior to that golden robe.

The old man shouted softly, "Go!"

Zhongyue just hit Chen Pingan, who was rolling on the ground.

At the same time, the previous four mountains began to scatter one after another, surrounding Zhongyue, and "landed" downwards one after another. Some of them crushed the houses of the school martial arts field, some crushed the high walls, and some fell on the streets outside the school martial arts field, and some hit the ground. A private courtyard next to the school martial arts field.

Once the four mountains stand on the ground and Zhongyue sits in the middle, a natural formation will be formed.

The two flying swords above the sea of ​​clouds seemed to be connected with the thoughts of the young man who was trapped in death, and they attacked the true meaning of the two rivers with all their strength.

Old Man Gaoguan laughed heartily, "I'm scared of you two little things. OK, OK, I'll just play hide and seek with you. I'll see what you two do when your master dies."

The old man reached around with his hands, grabbed two black clouds, and then clapped his hands heavily. The clouds covered the fog, and the old man's figure disappeared.

Chen Ping'an, who was besieged by the Five Mountains, was on the line between life and death.

Although the sword energy on the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month was awe-inspiring, facing an old man with a high crown who was hiding, he had no choice but to reduce the black sea of ​​clouds as much as possible.

Even if Chen Ping'an sacrificed the demon-binding rope made of the two long beards of the old dragon, the golden light shone and suddenly grew in size, like a golden dragon entrenching the middle mountain, forcibly raising it several feet high without crushing it. It went down and connected with the earth, so that the Five Mountains Formation was not formed for the time being. However, even if the demon-binding rope continued to shrink and squeezed the Zhongyue Mountain, gravels continued to break and fall, but the Zhongyue Mountain was always sinking slowly.

The sea of ​​clouds above Flying Eagle Castle is no more than ten feet above the ground.

If someone stands on the viewing terrace of the main building and looks out in all directions, it will be like being on the top of a mountain thousands of feet above the earth, with majestic waves, turbulent winds, and stormy waves crashing on the shore.

In the main building of the Flying Eagle Castle, the whisk man who drew the ground as a prison was exhausted from being chased by the two natal flying swords, one large and one small.

Those members of the Huan family of Feiying Fort truly experienced with their own eyes the dazzling methods of the gods on the mountain.

Although everyone is happy, it is inevitable that he will feel despair. We, the martial arts warriors, are really not worth mentioning in the face of these powerful mountain immortal masters.

Lu Tai did not wait and see what happened. He did not slowly kill the Sea Viewing Realm Qi Practitioner with two extremely high-quality flying swords. Instead, he took out pieces from the ribbon one by one. The magical artifacts collected from everywhere penetrated through the gap in the cage created by the flying sword, and launched an insidious attack on the guy who turned the whisk silk rope into a white snake. For the Qi practitioner, This is nothing more than adding insult to injury and making it miserable.

The tall man first begged for mercy in every possible way, urging Lu Tai that everything could be discussed easily. As long as Lu Tai stopped, he was willing to hand over all his belongings and let Lu Tai manipulate his soul.

Seeing that the landing platform was indifferent, the man with only an iron handle of a dust whisk left in his hand began to threaten fiercely, threatening to kill Lu Tai's two natal flying swords together. Lu Tai's soul would be damaged, and it would be difficult for him to improve his cultivation in this life.

Lu Tai was leaning next to the chair of the castle owner's wife, waving a folding fan and completely ignoring the hard-financed sea-viewing monks. He had already forced the hall door open, so he could have an unobstructed view of the Flying Eagle Castle outside.

The sky is dark and the earth is dark.

There must be hundreds of people in Flying Eagle Castle who will never forget today's scene in their lifetime. The feeling of powerlessness is deeply ingrained in their bones.

And this impact is destined to be extremely far-reaching. As long as these people can survive, what happened today, about the fight between gods and mortals, will be passed down from generation to generation.

If the nine continents in this vast world were so free from all taboos, they would be in chaos.

That's why the Confucian Three Great Palaces and the Seventy-Two Colleges emerged.

The purpose is to prevent the gods on the mountain from smashing the mountains and rivers with one punch, and a magic weapon from smashing the human city at will.

After all, people in the mountains come from the human world.

If the human world is gone, what mountains are left?

So this is used as a boundary, and there is a distinction between good and evil, good and evil.

Some Qi practitioners, I seek freedom and freedom on the road to immortality. Since I am already standing on the mountain, I don’t care whether you are dead or alive in the world.

Some monks are either pure-hearted and uninterested in worldly affairs, or they abide by the rules and are willing to live less happily and not pursue absolute freedom for the sake of peace in the world.

There are various situations in the world, everyone has their own desires, right and wrong are all a mess.

Because there are too many people, the truth is only told to others, but not used to restrain their own intentions.

This is true both on and off the mountain.

Lu Tai is a descendant of the Lu family's Yin Yang family, and has a deeper understanding of human nature.

Moreover, he is very special both in terms of his family status and himself. Not only is he not a swordsman, but he has casually raised two natal flying swords. He didn't even get that strange colorful belt while playing in the family ancestral hall when he was young.

The existence of Lutai, in the Lu family in the Middle-earth Divine Continent, has a somewhat restrictive meaning. For the taciturn and sullen ancestors of the Lu family, this junior feels too "awkward" and at the same time makes people feel uncomfortable. Stunning, as if born from a covenant, there is almost no precedent in history, so the huge Lu family has always been very vague about Lu Tai's attitude.

The sage has a saying: A great man will change from a tiger to a tiger, a villain will change from face to face, and a gentleman will change from a leopard to a leopard.

Lu Tai's body skin is like a magic weapon in itself, even more wonderful than the body of Chen Ping'an's "student", the young Cui Chan who plotted to steal the evidence in his early years.

Lu Tai paid attention to the sea of ​​clouds outside the building, looking for the best time to take action.

The scene in the lobby of the main building has been covered up for a long time, and it would be difficult for the whisk man to send the message out.

The castle owner's wife said softly: "Master Immortal, I have thought about it."

Lu Tai was a little confused and looked down, "What should I say?"

The woman's face was sad but her eyes were determined. She covered her heart with her hand and said, "Can he survive?"

Although the woman is not a cultivator, the strangeness in her heart has been going on for several years. She is not an idiot. Based on the unexpected disaster at the Flying Eagle Castle and the conversation between the whisk man and Lu Tai, of course she has guessed everything. .

Lu Tai shook his head and said: "The little guy was born to deviate from the Dao. He is naturally violent, cruel and bloodthirsty. Even if you die and survive, he will still be a scourge in the future. When the time comes, even a small Flying Eagle Castle will not be qualified to be buried with him. It is very likely that he will be buried with him." The entire Agarwood Kingdom..."

The woman cried sadly: "But I want it to survive. I can feel its existence. After all, it is like my child..."

Lu Tai was neither moved nor disdainful. He just smiled indifferently and stated a fact for the poor woman: "Then do you know that the little guy has already opened up his spiritual intelligence, so he will deliberately convey false emotions to you? He even It will rely on instinct to subtly influence the mind of your host, otherwise why would you never tell your husband clearly about your physical condition even though you knew it was strange?"

The woman covered her heart with one hand, raised her other hand and quickly put it against her mouth. Her face was full of pain. She was at a loss and just shook her head towards the landing platform.

The woman silently endured the heart-wrenching pain and looked at the landing, her eyes full of pleading.

Lu Tai sighed, "Why are you here? Do you really want to abandon the hundreds of lives in Feiying Castle? Think about it, your husband Huan Yang, your children Huan Chang Huanshu, and the people who gave birth to you and raised you Are you ignoring this castle? Just because of this dirty guy who has not yet been born and is in a crooked way?"

The woman just shook her head with tears in her eyes, put down her arms, and blood immediately poured out of her mouth. It was as black as ink, and extremely oozing and terrifying. The woman could not care about her housewife appearance. She was already a little confused, her eyes were in a trance, and she prayed to Lu Tai: "Let me go." It should survive, please ask the immortal master. What's wrong with it? Now it just killed its mother. I don't blame it, not at all. So, immortal master, please teach it more in the future. Encourage it to be kind and not go astray. Master Immortal, you are omnipotent and omnipotent. You can definitely do it. This child of mine will definitely be a good person..."

The woman was like a porcelain piece riddled with holes. As her heart beat violently, she was overwhelmed by the load and finally completely shattered.

But she always stared at Lu Tai's face.

Lu Tai smiled and nodded, "Okay, it can survive."

The corner of the woman's mouth twitched, and she slowly closed her eyes. Shocking black blood was still gurgling from her eye sockets. It turned out that her eyelids were broken, and her two eyeballs fell in front of her, and then they fell from her clothes. The skirt slipped off the ground and rolled behind the chair.

In the lobby, there was a dead silence. No one dared to make a sound. Only Huan Yang, the master of Flying Eagle Castle who had his five senses blocked, was restrained on a chair. The man's eyes were red, and he was full of unforgettable anger towards the person beside him day and night.

How could she be so selfish!

She must be obsessed and obsessed!

She was not unjust at all when she died, she should die together with that little bastard and the weirdo in her heart!

Lu Tai came to the dead woman, bent down, stared at her heart soaked in blood, and murmured: "Your mother has sacrificed so much for you, and has given you everything, even her life as a human being." You no longer have any conscience, what about you? Why are you still frantically absorbing the aura and soul of the corpse? You have tortured her enough when she was alive, but now that she is dead, can't you let her have a moment of peace after death? "

The woman's ups and downs of heart suddenly stopped, and there seemed to be a subtle wailing and crying sound coming to the world, just like all babies in the world.

Came crying.

"late."

Lu Tai stabbed the bamboo fan in his hand suddenly, piercing the woman's heart and nailing it into the back of the chair. He said expressionlessly: "The world is very boring. It's better not to come than to come."

A scream that pierced the eardrums suddenly resounded through the lobby. The candlelight was extinguished and the pillars shattered at the same time.

Everyone's liver and gallbladder are about to burst.

Only Huan Yang felt relieved and then lost. His eyes were empty and he stared blankly at the chair next to him.

The gentle woman who was my childhood sweetheart died an ugly death.

This man didn't even know that he was so angry that he was already in tears.